I Forgot That It Was Monday

All day I’ve been thinking that today is Sunday, not Monday. It probably has a lot to do with the way my actual weekend ended, which I will detail in an actual blog post tomorrow.

Here’s a hint as to what happened:
So Much For 0% Rain...
Take note of where the blue dot (my campsite) is in relation to the direction in which the storm was predicted to travel.

Since it’s already past 10:15am and no one has mentioned a lack of a blog I will wish any of you who have checked in today a great Memorial Day (US).

Oh, and today marks my 17th Analversary of hashing. I can still claim to be a hasher even if I don’t do it very often, right?

Paulie [eatl/ga]

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2 Responses to I Forgot That It Was Monday

  1. steve says:

    I’m just back from a 25-mile ride that ended much like my Thursday night ride or maybe it was Wednesday we’re coming down Wilson Road I can hit a rock and flatted the front tire. These were new tires that I just bought from the bike shop on Saturday that they reported would do much better on gravel roads. Sorry that the storm ruined your camping and riding weekend.

    Debbie and Catherine are still out on their horses while I sit around cooling off and about to hit the shower.


  2. Paulie [eatl/ga] says:

    Good on you, Steve. Sorry to hear about another flat.

    I will be riding this evening.

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